"What's going on?" Zheng Ren asked.

The 120 doctor looked strange and walked over quickly towards Zheng Ren.

In the system panel on the upper right side of Zheng Ren's vision, there is a light green area. It's okay, what's going on?

"Mr. Zheng, this group of people had an argument with the waiter in the bath and started fighting." The 120 doctor wanted to laugh, but if he wanted to laugh, it was to make himself feel uncomfortable.

He forced himself to hold back his laughter and reported to Zheng Ren: "There is only one heavier. The People's Hospital's 120 went to early and was picked up. The rest of these are nothing big, I loaded 8 pieces in one car."

Then, another car also came back, and there were also 8 middle-aged people.

The clothes they wore were messy, and some even wore a bath towel and a pair of pants in the middle of winter.

This is fucking!

Zheng Ren is worried. If there is frostbite, who will you say?

"Why don't you let them dress up?" Zheng Ren's tone was a little stern.

"Mr. Zheng, the waiter in the bathing bath was barely pulled away, and we dare not delay too long. If it takes a long time, it is difficult to explain if the fight occurs again." The 120 doctor was also wronged and complained.

Zheng Ren nodded and said, "Contact the bath and ask them to send clothes. If they are afraid of losing money, you tell them that if someone is frostbite, they will be fully responsible!"

After saying that, Zheng Ren took the patients to the clinic and began to help the surgeon on duty check the body and issue the order.

As soon as he arrived at the clinic, Zheng Ren heard a burst of grief crying.

"It's really not that we can't beat them. We are wearing slippers. We just fall down when we try hard. It's really impossible to beat them." A big brother cried very sadly, telling his experience of losing. "The shoes they wear are all anti-slip soles. How do you think you can beat them."

"..." Zheng Ren was speechless.

I went to take a bath at noon, and there were more than a dozen or twenty people. It was weird enough to fight with the waiter. It was probably because there were many people. One waiter was not well taken care of, and some people were not clean, so they started to argue on both sides.

As for the fight, the waiters in the bath were all young men in their twenties, all of whom were full of energy. And it was normal to work there and wear anti-slip shoes. There were also various bath fluid foam on the wet ground, so this one was really impossible to fight.

But this big brother was a little aggrieved and actually cried like this in the emergency room.

Zheng Ren was helpless.

In this case, it is not enough to do less check-up. No matter where you feel uncomfortable, you need to check it. Otherwise, you will have trouble in a few days.

Maybe it won't take a few days to get in trouble right away.

They could not beat the waiters who took the bath, but they could release their anger to the hospital.

Although Director Kong is knowledgeable, he rarely sees such strange things. At this moment, he drank some wine and was in a relaxed mood. He pretended to be a patient's family in the corridor, looked around, and learned about the full picture of the emergency department of Haicheng First Hospital.

This group of patients is being processed, and a young man who looks like a foreman brought a dozen young men to the emergency department.

Zheng Ren felt nervous. He was afraid that these two groups would have another bloody battle in the emergency department.

Each of them is strong and strong, and dozens of people fight in a melee, killing them, or crippling them or two is normal.

After a glance, he saw Fan Tianshui standing at the door of the surgical clinic like a javelin, carrying a rubber baton in his hand.

Although the baton was a scary thing, Fan Tianshui felt different when he held it in his hand.

Zheng Ren was relieved.

The foreman came to the emergency surgery clinic and unexpectedly, without any idea of ​​taking action. He looked around first, as if he was looking for someone. Then, his eyes fixed on Zheng Ren.

After Zheng Ren finished processing the patient, he walked into the clinic, bowed slightly, and asked politely: "May I ask, you are Mr. Zheng."

Zheng Ren nodded, not knowing where he sang this.

"Liu Ge specifically told me not to cause trouble in the emergency room of the First Hospital of the City. Mr. Zheng, do you think it is convenient for you here?" the foreman asked.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Ren ignored the foreman's eyes and asked calmly.

Seeing this, the foreman knew that it was because he didn't want to stuff money on his own. There was nothing he could do, so he had to do business.

"You've greeted me, let's do it." The foreman then said: "I brought some clothes I don't want, so I'll let my brothers do it first. Their clothes were sealed, and there was a video, so I didn't have to lose them."

Zheng Ren nodded and began to appreciate the young man's ability to do things.

"Your surname is yours?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Mr. Zheng, you are too polite. I will not let you ask me Xiao Zhao, just call me Xiao Zhao." The foreman said with a smile: "I will take them to pay the money and check, and you can just send a supporting inspector to show your way."

Oh, I thought of this?

I won't be taking this group of people away and beating them up.

Zheng Ren immediately laughed, thinking too much. After that passionate energy, that is, the moment of passionate crime, who would kill and beat people? They are all ordinary people, not special forces like Fan Tianshui.

"Well, let's talk to them." Zheng Ren instructed.

"Don't worry." The foreman said with a smile: "If I do what Liu Ge specifically instructs me, I will clean up and return to my hometown from Haicheng tomorrow. I really have no shame to stay in Haicheng."

What this said, the implicit flattery made Zheng Ren feel particularly comfortable.

This young man is a master, Zheng Ren judged.

"Okay, you guys go." Zheng Ren didn't stand up until this time and stretched out his hand.

The foreman's gentle and unflattering smile made people feel close to each other. He shook hands with Zheng Ren and left contact information. He said that there was any movement on that side, so he contacted Zheng Ren.

Watching them leave, Zheng Ren shook his head and walked out of the clinic.

"Boss Zheng, isn't I talking about you, just put your energy into this?" Director Kong complained.

Zheng Ren smiled honestly and did not argue with Director Kong.

In fact, Director Kong is right. Such trivial matters are not worth mentioning compared to TIPS surgery.

Zheng Ren was about to call Director Kong to sit in the emergency room for a while when he heard shrill shouts coming from the corridor.

"Doctor, help me!"

Heart rate is 120 beats per minute instantly.

Zheng Ren had no time to talk to Director Kong and quickly ran to the door of the emergency room.

In the corridor, a group of people rushed over. At the front was a greasy man wearing a man with a man on his back.

Because there was a strong man here, Zheng Ren couldn't see the patient's system panel clearly, so he quickly pointed to the emergency room and said, "Here!"

The group of people rushed to the emergency room and placed the people on their backs on the clinic bed.

There is no blood, no blood, and there is not even breathing.

The diagnosis is a rib fracture, a sternum fracture, a heart trauma, and a pericardial tampon. The handwriting is very blurry, as if it is about to disappear in the background of the white system panel.
Chapter completed!